Some sheep dress like wolves

and fool far too many people

including the shepherd

who, fearing for the flock,

shoots them

and is left with bloody wool

and a lot of questions

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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